Mindgasm

When he go down, he go down on my mind, undressing my conscience while stimulating my body and soul. If he must suck, He would suck on my thoughts by sliding his tongue into the wetness of my intellect. He gently circle the clit of my emotions, exposing raw feelings of erotic desire, then he tongue my most intimate disclosures.

He soul kiss the entrance of my darkest secrets and gently suck on the nib of my determination. He do this slow and deep, causing an enormous mindgasm that sets my tight place on fire. An experience like no other.

I'm now leaking and my soaking wet panties can no longer hold back the flow of my sweet juice now trickling down my thighs. Hormones raging like a stampede, i'm on the verge of an explosive orgasm. In a nut shell  it's simply because he  kidnapped my thoughts and held my mind hostage with only my intellect.